I had just started my book when Steve plopped down next to me."Well, hello stranger," I greeted him.He tipped an imaginary hat in reply."Don't normall... see you here at this time. What brings you 'round to these parts?" I drawled."Well, ma'am," he replied, "I heard that there was a beautiful woman reading a book by herself somewhere around here." Where?" I quickly twisted around looking everywhere before Steve stopped me and gave me a gentle kiss. We just grinned at each other for a while."I. June 2008There was a knock at the door; more of an insistent banging than a knockreally.Petra was sitting at her desk writing a short story for a magazine."Who is it?" Petra called, annoyed at being disturbed."David it's Marie; let me in please," came a muffled voice from beyondthe door."David isn't here," Petra called back, hardly taking her eyes off thescreen.Marie hammered on the door, harder this time."David please let me in; we have to talk!" Marie demanded.Petra got up, stormed across the. I need a human's touch. Don'tyou understand that? Don't you understand how much I ache to betouched by you. Maybe this video shit is enough for you. Maybe thefantasy is enough for you. It's not enough for me any longer. I just can'tdo it anymore." Raven? Don't do this." I have to, my love. In the months that we've been playing out thisfantasy. I've lost all contact with my friends. I've lost all contact withother humans. I've been isolated here with nobody. . ." You've had me. . Although there's probably some deep-seated reason for it, the psychology defies my analysis. It just 'does it' for me in a way nothing else can.Karen parted her legs slightly and I glimpsed black lace panties under her rather short skirt. Her bare legs, which had been clad in sheer tights when she left, ran like a hypnotic marble stairway from her stilleto heels to her invitation."Come closer," she said softly, pulling my head towards her crotch and opening her legs a little wider and teasing.